So, a large group of elders went to confront Sect Leader Xiao. Why could he teach those born with sword bones, but they couldn't?!
"..."
Sect Leader Xiao knew he had acted improperly and tried to persuade him with kind words.
But in the end, they couldn't resist the elders' enthusiasm and insisted on teaching Tianning. What was supposed to be a proper class turned into a one-on-one tutoring session for Tianning.
The elders had all agreed that one of them would demonstrate their swordsmanship to Tianning every day, filling the entire schedule before the Six Sects Grand Competition. Now everyone was satisfied, and the world where only Tianning was injured was achieved.
Tianning said that she was very skilled and didn't need to learn any other sword techniques!
These old men didn't think so. They hoped that Tianning would show off his swordsmanship during the Six Sects Tournament, so that they could proudly call themselves half of Tianning's masters!
Tianning began practicing swordsmanship every day, and she had no free time before the Six Sects Tournament began.
What happened to the plan to just give up?
Tianning looked up at the sky in despair...
All the elders went to teach Tian Ning, while Qin Mingcheng remained indifferent.
So what if you're born with a sword-like constitution?
Do you really think that something you learned at the last minute will make you shine in a major competition? That's just wishful thinking!
Xue'er has now recovered her right arm. It's hard to say who will be the center of attention at the Six Sects Tournament...
Tian Ning didn't care about the Six Sects Grand Competition. She had senior brothers and sisters above her, and now that everyone was gradually getting better, she didn't feel any pressure. Every day after finishing her sword practice, she would go back to her courtyard and fall asleep immediately.
These days, my mind is filled with the sword techniques of different elders, and I don't even have time to read the storybooks.
The robes for the sect competition have been distributed. The Ten Thousand Swords Sect wears traditional white robes, which perfectly match the elegant and pretentious temperament of sword cultivators.
The men didn't care about the clothes, but Xiao Roushu and Shi Qinxin thought they were too plain and were thinking of embroidering something on them.
Tianning had just woken up when he saw the two of them huddled together, trying to do something on top of each other to attract attention.
Shi Qinxin asked, "Junior Sister, what are your thoughts?"
Tianning: "Just carve a big character on the back: 'Aren't there five of us from Sword Guardian Mountain?'"
"Mount Hujian is the best!"
"These are the five characters, Third Senior Sister, please carve them!"
Each person gets one engraved on their back. They won't even need to shout slogans; people will recognize them just by looking at them!
"Great idea!"
Shi Qinxin never expected such a thing to happen; with words embroidered on her white clothes, it was hard not to notice.
"Senior Sister Tianning, our sect has seven direct disciples. Do you have any good suggestions?"
Young people like to take this unconventional path, and Xiao Roushu immediately wanted to join when she heard about it!
Tian Ning blurted out, "I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want with me."
Hsiao Rou-shu said she was blown away by his handsomeness!
This was a calligraphy personally bestowed by Senior Sister Tianning, and she immediately ran back to her own mountain to tear off the clothes of her senior brothers and sisters...
As it turns out, the effect is very significant.
Within a few days, the threshold of the Sword Protection Mountain was almost worn down by the personal disciples.
Each elder has several disciples under their command. When everyone saw the seven members of Xiao Roushu's sect standing there, in order of seniority, with an attitude of "I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want," it was incredibly provocative! If they weren't fellow disciples, they would have really wanted to go up and punch them a couple of times.
The junior disciples, suffering from chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), went to Tianning to have their clothes custom-made, just waiting for the Six Sects Grand Competition.
Tianning was so busy that he didn't have time at all. He only managed to say a few words before going back to studying swordsmanship.
This is a real challenge for everyone. For example, the phrase "[First place is here, come and fight if you disagree?]" requires eight direct disciples. What if we can't gather enough people?
In the end, everyone came to terms with it.
Why insist on being confined to one sect?
We're all from the same sect, and when more people get together, we can even come up with new sarcastic lines—it's just too awesome!
As a result, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was caught in a strange atmosphere of unity and friendship during this period. Everyone tacitly agreed not to wear their competition uniforms, waiting for the day of the Six Sects Grand Competition to secretly amaze everyone!
Watching everyone's busy figures, the five disciples under Qin Mingcheng fell silent in the somewhat desolate Tianliang Mountain.
The fourth disciple, Liu Er, couldn't contain herself and tentatively suggested, "Why don't we try doing what they did?"
The eldest disciple, Zong Zhenglun, frowned: "What's the point of such a waste of time? You'd be better off using that time to repair the chain!"
The others fell silent. Ever since Wenren Xue was expelled from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, her fellow disciples had lost the respect they once had for Tianliang Mountain. In fact, every time they defended their junior sister, they were met with strange looks...
In their hearts, Junior Sister had only made a mistake and had already been punished by losing her right arm, yet she was still being expelled from the sect!
"Senior brother..." Xie Xingzhi suddenly spoke, his gaze fixed on Tian Ning at the foot of the mountain, who had only watched the elders use their swordsmanship these past few days but had never made a move himself: "Is the innate sword bone really that powerful, enabling him to learn the elders' swordsmanship in such a short time?"
To this day, he can't forget it.
That day in the arena, Tian Ning only glanced at him before unleashing his master's first move, the Phantom Vanishing Technique, right in front of him...
The second disciple, Chen Zhou, sighed. Xie Xingzhi, who used to be the most boisterous and temperamental, had become quiet and reserved since leaving the Sword Tomb. He must be heartbroken that his junior sister had suffered such a great injustice.
"That's absolutely impossible!"
"Junior brother, you don't need to worry about that strange girl. She's only at the second stage of Foundation Establishment. No matter how strong her talent is, she's just a fledgling bird whose wings haven't fully grown! Besides, the Sword Guardian Mountain is full of useless people. What can they do to help her?"
"With our senior brothers here for this Six Sects Competition, what we need to do is help the Ten Thousand Swords Sect win first place in the name of Tianliang Mountain. Only then can we make a request to the sect leader to openly and legitimately welcome our junior sister back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"
Although Wenren Xue used a Thunderous Talisman to persuade the leader of the Fuxian Sect to compromise and participate in the Six Sects Grand Competition with the Fuxian Sect's quota, Wenren Xue still did not have a sect after the competition.
That's why they're in a hurry to find a way to bring people back.
Just as Chen Zhou was getting into his story, a discordant voice came from the side—
"Ugh... Second Senior Brother, wait a minute, I need to vomit first..."
Chen Zhou: "..."
Where did my junior brother get these bad habits from?
A constant "uh" is such a downer!
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